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When I left Australia more than 30 years ago the White Australia Policy (WAP) was official government policy. It was embarrassing to be an Aussie back then. The Thais would throw the WAP in my face whenever they could. It didn’t matter that I told them I was not a racist. How could I be? After all, I had elected to live among the very Asians the WAP was aimed at.

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Scientology Reveals Its True Self

Just today, the St. Petersburg Times started their newest series on the Church of Scientology. This looks to be a very informative series of reports and I highly recommend it.

But I want to highlight the Church of Scientology’s response. Their response is exactly the same response they always present — it’s all lies, these people weren’t there, they are horrible people, blah, blah, blah. And the church presents “evidence” of how horrible they are … [BULLSHIT]

Hold on, don’t go past this very key and revealing point!

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I met Carmen at one of those road side bars that never seem to do any business. At least not any drinks business. There’re drinks in the bar but nobody ever seems to be drinking them. My kinda place. I was on the Spanish island of Ibiza driving some automatic piece of crap that could barely make the hills. I was thirsty so I stopped at this bar. It was just a shack really; just a simple wooden construction on the top of a hill with a view looking down onto the beach. A fridge rumbled in one corner. A transsexual slept on the floor under shade afforded by the wicker style roof. Sleeping off a drunken evening she looked like she needed a shave and to “put her face on”. Now and again she huffed and rolled over. A heavily pregnant tail-less cat glanced up and then fell on its side panting. I took a seat and ordered a bottle of beer. It came out warm so I ordered some ice. There was no ice. I drank it warm. I gagged slightly. Perfect.

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Poor Phet. Having met him once with Union Hill and spent a very enjoyable evening with him, I feel for his predicament. But at the same time I cannot help shaking my head in frustration with him. So Phet, here is what I think and my suggestions for getting out of your current predicament.

You made a poor choice for a wife. A real wife does not act the way Nat has treated you. She has not acted in any way like a real wife. She moved away from you as soon as possible when she saw you had no money and went to London. That should have been the point where you put your foot down and severed the relationship right there and then.

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Forgive me for laughing out loud, but the submission by TeeQ was possibly the funniest thing I have read this year.

Here’s a young bloke (I won’t call him a Man yet) who thinks the sun shines out of his nether regions. I hope when he prays to Mecca he is wearing heave-duty jeans or he will blind the blokes behind him.

TeeQ seems to be smugly self satisfied that he has found Leeerrrrrvvvveee because the girl stayed with him for free and banged his brains out.

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Don’t you just hate it when you get off the plane and a woman throws a Lei over your head, and then says something incomprehensible as you wheeze from your allergy to Jasmine flowers?

And don’t you just hate it when you get into the taxi and the driver pulls out into the traffic and just misses a tourist bus because he is facing you as he tries to sell you a massage? What the hell is it with these morons? Do they think all arriving passengers need a bloody massage? I know it’s a long flight but how bad can you look by the time you arrive?

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Andy McCulloch arrived in Thailand in 1999. A true dour Scot, he had looked at the world through negative eyes for most of his fifty five years. Andy would not have been happy with a gallon of Viagra and ten Cowboy hookers. His cup was never half full. Most of the time it was completely empty.

Andy was six foot two inches tall. He was slim but with a small paunch beginning to show over his belt, the reward fors drinking good Scottish beer for so many years. His bright red hair and washed out blue eyes on a pasty white skin attracted a lot of attention from admiring Thais who all wished they had skin as white as his.

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Did this really happen to me? Me! The guy everyone said (ok, maybe just you and me, and I’m not even sure about you) would never fall for the old bar girl I Love You Too Mutt tale.

It all started a while back while I was feeling somewhat disoriented. Could have been the half flagon of port and a six pack of Singha….but then again?

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